Shigaraki was scratching his face in frustration, anxious to see the man who stole Nana's Quirk and killed her with her own gift to ensure he and the others do not severely injure the students, including keeping the facade of being villains.
He was fine with the Underground Hero taking down these fools who took the bait of defeating All Might and other Heroes for fame. They were petty and their morals needed a reality check, especially on those who preyed on the young.
According to Victoria, all the students had power and drive and they would be able to handle the pawns with little to some difficulty. Some did need to face combat experience, especially some whose future has not been fully set in stone. Two of them, Shigaraki noticed, do not seem ready for war.
Shigaraki then looked at Kurogiri who continued to put up a block and intimidation on those in front to prevent them from getting help, but he did subtly allow Iida to slip past them to get their target here.
All Might will come, and he will die at the hands of those he wronged. This NOMU will make sure you suffer or at least ensure your early retirement.
"Shigaraki, we need to prolong our stay until he arrives. The Underground Hero has taken out a majority of our volunteers here, and frankly, these children can handle themselves." Kurogiri said after a portion of his body appeared at his side. "We may have no choice but to release our Ace, especially when we need to make it convincing."
Shigaraki cursed under his breath at the thought of releasing their powerhouse designed to have the same strength as the No. 1 Fool himself. The Noumu could easily snap Aizawa like a twig. Luckily, Celeste and their boss ordered the behemoth's to only maim the others and go full throttle on their target.
"Very well..." He said, before glaring back at Aizawa in front of him. "You made easy work on our men, what a pity...willing to risk one's life for a bunch of snot-nosed brats. My next visitor will not be easy, and it will make sure you don't have time to think of your decision to live or...die."
Aizawa smirked arrogantly. "I don't need to decide who lives and who dies, as a teacher it is my duty to nurture these kids into future heroes, and many have promise. However, I will not bend over that easily, I will live to see my kids another day." He said, but that did not help his worry. Some he knew already had battle experience, but others were just greenhorns. He just hopes that they knew what to do when the time came.
Gang Orca already went to the Flood Zone to help the students he saw fall there and Thirteen was out of commission, so he is there pretty much alone with the main bosses in front of him and a group of his students behind those steps. He needs to be more cautious now.
Shigaraki smiled behind his 'hand', admiring the will to make sure these kids become 'real' heroes. "Then it is time to meet your doom."
Kurogiri then created a bigger warp behind them and something monstrous came out of it, and it immediately put Aizawa on edge. His instincts were telling him to run, he won't survive and protect these kids. It was tall, about the same height as All Might, and had a hell of a lot of muscle, its skin a blackish-blue with a yellow beak, and its brain exposed to the world.
Shigaraki then raised his hands, staring at the Underground Hero. "Let's see if you can handle our creation, designed to beat All Might."
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Shouto was irritated. Not at the villains or the location, but at the grape munchkin who kept crying and complaining that they were just rookies taking on real Villains. Asui herself was having enough too, and eventually, she frog-slapped Mineta into silence with her tongue.
"Todoroki, how long will your ice last on the water?" Atsui asked, squatting like a frog on a lily pad. She watched the heterochromia teen lean over to check.
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Life Within a Tarot Deck
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